Wu Jian Vs. Wu Yong
“What happened to you, brother?” Wu Jian asked earnestly. “You were never like this before.”
“Shut up!” Wu Yong said in a grating, harsh voice. He slowly stood to his feet. HIs arms dangled like soggy buckwheat noodles as he leaned forward, his head tilted down. Only his glaring eyes were visible behind his messy fringe of hair. “Don’t talk like you know me. You don’t know the first thing about me!”
“Then why don’t you tell me?” Wu Jian suggested.
“Why? So you can gloat?! I don’t think so!”
Wu Jian wasn’t given enough time to tell Wu Yong that he would never gloat. His half-brother was already rushing forward. He closed the distance between them and began throwing punches at Wu Jian, all of them aimed at either his face or chest. Wu Jian slipped around several punches, redirected several more, and backed off.
“Why won’t you talk to me?” he asked in between dodging. “If you tell me what’s bothering you, maybe I can help.”